Nolie Month by Month

I am finishing up my essay and reading for the first week of my Prenatal Yoga Training. I wanted to share here my entrance essay. It’s been a some time since my births, and reflecting back on my journey with birth, yoga, and what they all wrap up into together… was intense. And has left…

I wanted to share a couple of things. One is my post from my Facebook page, that you’ve likely seen. And two is my post to my girls on Mothers Day from my personal page. I’m sharing it here because today marked a big and really awesome milestone. I’ve written posts to my girls in…

He’s reading books in ridiculous voices and their smiles are quick and goofy. She has loose teeth and absentmindedly wiggles them at every chance. Her tiny fingers find Ever’s and they squeeze hands as his silly Ms.Frizzle voice grow’s louder and more emphatic. I can hear their anticipation as the story grow from across the…

She was my cozy, cozy, baby. She and I logged endless hours of rocking and nursing, cuddling and bouncing. Those first two years she rarely left the Ergo. As she grew it was obvious what an incredible gift she was. She played, she imagined, babbled, and chatted. She included whoever was near her, her arms…

When Nolie was really little I felt this huge need and pressure to create traditions. But I tried and tried and nothing stuck, felt right, or really worked. I can now see, looking back, that’s because we didn’t really know our family all that well yet. We were still figuring it all out (and still…

When Nolie was about 2.5 she started talking about “Porcupine School”. It was a fictional school where she learned about… everything! Adventurous field trips, explorations, and vacations to Seattle were all mentioned. Writing, reading, and story telling were heavily relied upon, and art was unending. It was all in her pretend world, but each of…

1. Waldo, Charlies baby. (photo by Nolie) 2. Questioning eyes, almost always. 3. Jumps by the waterfront, puddles stomping in what feel like March rains! We’re having the most beautiful and warm January. 4. Ever the beauty. Learning to play, one finger at a time, on our new keyboard my Grandmother gave us. The girls…

1. Peeking. Waiting for me to pull the blanket off and tickle them. 2. Orange obsessed baby. 3. Blanket pulled away! I’m 12 days into my Whole30, and 16 days into being Facebook free. I have endless words about both… but not quite the time to devote. Soon. Really soon. But for now?…

I don’t have the dedication for a 365 project this year. But these seems doable. A photo of each of my kids, each week, for a year. I’m on the boat with every other blogger out there. I can’t wait to look back and see how they grow and change, and all the ways they…

Year One: Year Two:Year Three: Year Four: Year Five: Also, somehow our three kids (we always pumpkin patch with the same sweet families who have been there through thick and thin, pregnancies, pregnancy scares, and all the booze and popcorn fueled playdates you can imagine) turned into seven over these years.

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I am a homeschooling, PNW Mama to two who treks with her kiddos on adventures, and is on a journey to empower, support, and love women through their Radical Self Love journeys. I am a yoga teacher, fitness lover, whole foods (and quite a lot of chocolate) eater, and big advocate for health at all sizes. To learn more about me and our family, and where to find us, check out my About page! For questions or collaborations email me at autumnmeyer25@gmail.com